I am working from home today. Which is like every day: I do it when I want. Where I want. And HOW I want.
This time last year, I was begging and pleading for the chance to work from home more often (this was a "privilege" that was given out arbitrarily and often to the bewilderment of many colleagues) because I had grown to know it suited my working style best. I wanted to perform better and an office didn't work best for me to concentrate and produce. Despite the many people who were afforded this privilege, they denied my request.
A recent acquaintance said, "when it's time to move/change, the Universe sends a letter, then a package, and then you get hit by a bus"...or something like that.
It took that many clear messages from the Universe that this was not the proper work environment for me. It was time to move along. I welcomed the chance when it came this past December.
Now---I am sitting on my porch, enjoying a wonderful breeze and checking in with my student clients from the Institute for Integrative Nutrition.
I was so inspired by the progress three of them have made that I sat here and said, "wow, I have NOT been eating enough fresh greens lately. I can't go on like this."
I got up from my chair, rode my bike 1 mile to DAVE'S FRESH PASTA in Somerville, MA and picked up:
1) 1 bag of fresh arugula picked on a nearby farm
2) 1 bag of fresh spinach "
3) a pint of fresh blueberries "
4) a container of DAVE'S homemade honey poppyseed dressing
5) a container of their fresh crumbled goat cheese
6) two homemade chocolate chip cookies
This is my lunch.
This is my life.